It's down From the Dump I got my SLJ and DJ Aladdin Droppin the fat Hit em it Syndicate's in the house All duck get flat, muthfuckas
And still me A rappin from L.A., the cool T a brother, hate a brother, I still come back With the fat tracks, fuck the pop I got a mind to cold a fool Wack rappers sellin out me to pull tools For no Pop suckers hookin for hits like hoes Prostitutes that shoot, yet you clock loot Dancesteps with the styles, but you look cute Bitch, that wack Let Hammer dance, and you other fools back The microphone in some twist in a clenched Mind locked on ???? load of my hit And make duck pray Many talk shit, but none step way Cause I'm quick to beat down a clown Clock juice from L.A. to the Boogie Down I play the map Got hoes locked like a muthafuckin bear Ice T hoes gee they need two forms of I.D. Never fess, not the best, but I'm to shake Huh, the Ice break
the Ice break
Yo, let's see now who's to diss me Say I sold out cause I with the B.C. are bitches, you're straight wack Quick to talk shit, but always behind the I do whatever I wanna do, hoe I a perm, you rock an afro I wear khakis, while y'all wear Y'all drink forties, and I milk that's my muthafuckin biz I never sell out, cause no sale, kid Hardcore to my heart the fuckin start Whether done over beats or guitars I drop the dope Case you forgot, I this gangsta shit You step to me? New jack, walk Come in five LP's, then we can talk You're new, kid, you got a hit out In interviews you talk a lotta out You got paid, you made out You went when your one jam played out Now you're for that one more hit I ain't new to this, I got gangs of I come original, then I the mold Too many MC's hit, then They're just Hah, the Ice break
Watch the Ice
Syndicate jumpin off On some old fly shit All the muthfuckas out there with us You what I'm sayin? rollin strong All the out there that got some static to say We're this shit off physically this year Like says: Sucker MC's down Muthafuckas ain't no shit I'm swingin on busters, Diss me and on up
Now it's the break of And the mic is on All hoes are and the rhymes are damn strong MC's that choke from the mic smoke Those who tried to get me in rhyme infinity Or they lost Try to to the Ice equals sure death Cause ??it's then I begin?? you ever assume Drop the mic, go rap in your living I love the quick on a nigga sometimes just to break ill Knuckle up, buster, fool, in his eye All hands, I need no gun, yo punk, if I pull my gun, you die No try I gotta out now, so I don't over-freeze Nut up and start murderin catchin bodies from state to state Throw on a ski mask and walk the streets And do me up a whole crew The Geto was trippin, but my mind's trickin me too diss me, and I meet you one day And bet life it won't be a fun day I hope, nigga, not your fate That around when the Ice breaks
the Ice breaks